My Baby's Mission

I know my sweet Paige was put on this earth for a reason.  Paige taught Pat and I so much in her three days with us.  She taught us to love like we have never loved before.  She taught us to cherish every moment and not to sweat the small stuff.  She taught us not to take eachother for granted.  But most importantly, Paige taught us to have faith.  Faith in our Lord.  I know Pat and I were not the only ones touched by our sweet girl.  Many were drawn to Jesus during this nightmare and I know Paige will continue to bring us all closer to Him.  This poem tells of our Paige's mission here on earth...

Once upon a special day in Heaven up above, the tiniest souls sat at God's feet, surrounded by His love. ‘The time is coming, very soon’, God said, ‘Do not be scared. Your family awaits your arrival, now let us get prepared’.

And so God looked upon these souls, in mute consideration. He knew the life each one would live, He weighed each situation.

The souls chatted amongst themselves, and wondered who they'd be. They knew the day grew closer; soon, they'd meet their family.

‘How would you like to change the world?’ God asked each soul in fun. The chance to change a soul, a heart, is held by only one.

‘I'm going to make the world laugh’, one soul said with a smile, ‘for laughter heals a broken heart, and helps us through each trial’.

‘Then take with you the brightest smile, and share your laughter well’. The soul thanked God immensely, and down to earth he fell.

‘And I'll remind the world to sing’, a sweet little soul told the Lord. ‘I have the gift of a beautiful voice; I can hit every note and every chord’.

‘You’ll have the gift of music then, a voice, lovely and strong. Share your gift with others, and let them hear your song’.

‘I will show compassion’, the next little soul raised her hand. ‘Some people only need a friend, someone to understand’.

‘Compassion is a good thing’, God said with much delight. ‘To you, I will give mercy. You'll perceive wrong from right’.

And so each soul shared every thought, their plans, their hopes, their dreams. And God explained that life, it is, much harder than it seems.

And as each soul began to leave in a scurry of laughter and fun, Heaven became quiet and still, for left was only one.

‘Come sit with Me my little child’, God said with just a sigh. ‘Do you know how many you will touch, in a world left wondering why? Before your life comes to an end, you will know much strife, but you'll teach those who know you, to cherish the smallest things in life.

'And some may only know you through a simple photograph, they'll never hold you in their arms, or memorize your laugh. Some may only know you through the words they read each day, but you'll do something wonderful, you'll make them stop and pray’.

The tiniest soul raised her head up, to touch God's firm, strong hand. ‘Father, I am ready for the life that you have planned. And I will do the best I can without a word or deed. For you Lord, are the planter, and I will be Your seed’.

She could already hear many praying, and although they had not seen her face, they were praying for her safe arrival, they were asking for mercy and grace.

‘What talent do I leave with Lord? What gift do You impart?’

‘All that you will need’, God said, ‘I've placed within your heart’. And so God kissed this tiny child, knowing all that she would be, and whispered as He watched her go...'You'll teach them . . . to love Me'.

Paige, we love you with all our hearts!  Thank you for teaching us so much.  Such a huge part of our hearts went to Heaven with you.  We can't wait for the day that we can hold you in our arms again!
Love, Mommy & Daddy

Every good and perfect gift is from above...

James 1:17

A Present for Daddy

My sweet angel must have some sort of pull in Heaven because she sent her daddy an unexpected birthday surprise... enough snow to call off school.  When our phone rang this morning we were both shocked to find out that it was snowing and school was cancelled for the day.  Pat said this is the first snow day he has ever had on his birthday.  Leave it to Paige to make sure her daddy has a nice, relaxing birthday!

Happy Birthday to the world's best daddy!

Visits from Heaven

Life has been so busy the past two weeks since I have returned to work.  Not only am I exhausted at the end of the school day, but we have had a lot going on in the evenings.  When I have some free time (which is not much) I try to catch up on sleep.  I'm not sleeping much at night for some reason and so I'm extra tired lately.  Somewhere in the midst of the craziness of life, the attempted naps, and the loads of school work I find that I do have some down time all to myself.  Well, not exactly all to myself, but with Paige.  I feel her around me.  This may seem absolutely crazy to some but I know my sweet baby is visiting me from Heaven.  I feel it in my heart, I know she is near and just loving on me.  It's a sense of calmness and peace that I feel.  I truly do believe that Paige is always with us, but it's in those moments that I need her most that her presence is known.  I know Jesus allows her to walk with Pat and I and watch over her crazy parents.  I talk to Paige all the time.  I ask her for guidance, I ask her for strength, and I ask her for courage to continue life without her.  She has not let me down yet.  In my darkest moments when I don't think I can get out of bed she pulls me up.  When I see other moms with their sweet babies she dries my tears.  When my body aches so bad from missing her she holds me up.  I always thought I would be the one to take care of my baby.  Never in my wildest dreams did I think my baby would visit me from Heaven to take care of me.  But she does! 

Trust in the LORD with all your heart and lean not on your own understanding; in all your ways acknowledge Him, and He shall direct your paths.

Proverbs 3:5-6

My visitor from Heaven!

Highlights

Today I want to post about some of the highlights going on and the positive things in my life.  I am having a pretty good day and I feel a little refreshed after a deep cleaning of the house, loads of laundry cleaned and put away and the fifteen lightbulbs that had burned out this past week replaced and shining bright again.  The following are things I am so thankful for....

1.  On Sunday my friends Nicole and LouAnn hosted a benefit spa for Paige's Pretties.  They raised money for me so that I could continue to make the pretty little hats and bows.  What a sweet gift!
2.  Yesterday Paige's grave marker was placed.  Last night Pat and I went to see it.  It's beautiful just like our little girl.  It's bittersweet having her marker.  It's hard to accept that two plus months have gone by since our little one went to Jesus.  We want so badly for her to be remembered forever.
3. Tonight we have our support group.  I really enjoy meeting with this group.  Of course, this is the club that you love, but hate to be a part of.  A club of grieving parents who have lost infants.  Believe it or not, we do cry a lot but we also laugh alot too.
4.  This Thursday my sister, Marla, will be on the Wheel of Fortune!!!  The whole family is very excited and can't wait to see her on TV.  Maybe she'll win enough that I can retire????  Doubt it!  Tune in at 6:30 on channel 5!  Go Marla!
5.  Spring Break is just 7 1/2 school days away!  I'll get to spend some time at the Lake of the Ozarks with my girlfriends from work.  I love these girls...they are the bestest!

I just want to thank everyone for all of the sweet and supportive comments.  I read every one and it really is so uplifting knowing that we have a support team behind us!

Lost

Life is difficult and is not fair.  I've found that out the hard way.  Bad things do happen to good people and we don't know why.  It stinks.  I'm having so much trouble wrapping my brain around this.  Unfortunately, I think I have allowed it to bring me down.  Deep down.  To say that I'm not having a very good week would be an understatement.  I went back to work last week and although my students are great and can make me smile I have had to come to terms with the fact that life moves on even when you don't want it to.  My "new" normal stinks.  What's normal about carrying a baby for 9 months, delivering the baby one day and then picking a casket out for that same baby four days later?  That's not normal.  What's normal about going to the grocery store, filling a cart with food, then having to leave the cart in isle 9 and run out of the store because you saw another mommy with her baby and couldn't keep composure?  That's not normal.  What's normal about having what I call "my own route" through Target so I can avoid the baby section?  That's not normal.  My "new" normal is no fun.  Lately, everywhere I go something makes me think of Paige.  Don't get me wrong I love thinking about her, but the wounds on my heart are still fresh and very much there.  My heart breaks all over again when I see other mommy's with their babies.  I want my baby.  I want my Paige.  I know I'll never have my "old" normal back because I'll never have my Paige.  I'm praying that I can come to terms with this "new" normal and find the strength to get through each day.  I'm praying that Jesus can give me some peace in my life.  I'm praying that the jealousy I have for other mothers will cease and I can be filled with joy again.  I know my road has just begun but I need some guidance right now.  I'm feeling lost.  Very lost.

 

Hot Mess

In the words of my sweet, two year old niece, Elizabeth... "I'm a hot mess!"  Today has been one of those days.  I am a mess!  It didn't help that I had practically no sleep last night, so I'm functioning on the caffeine from my QT soda this moring.  I looked absolutely awful going into work today.  I love my co-workers because they tried to convince me that I looked ok, but believe me I looked awful.  My dress needed to be ironed, my hair was thrown back in a very messy pony tail, and my makeup was practically non-existant.  I looked a mess, a hot mess!  My students are so sweet because they know to be gentle with me and they understand I'm sad right now.  They are constantly making me cards and pictures and bringing them up to me.  My students know that Paige is in Heaven, but I forget that there are so many other kids in the building that don't know the full story of Paige.  Unfortunately, I was reminded of that today and it just added to my craziness.  I was headed down the hall to pick my students up from computers.  I felt a little tap on my back and when I turned around there was a little girl standing there.  She looked right at me and asked "Did your baby die?"  I froze!  I was taken so off gaurd.  I just looked at her in disbelief and said, "Yes sweetie she did die."  It took every ounce of strength to keep my composure.  I wanted to curl up in a corner and just cry.  Crazy enough, this is the first time I have been asked this question.  Probably because I've spent my days around family and friends who already knew Paige had passed.  I think today it became real to me.  My baby girl died.  That was hard to type,  much less to say.  I was not at all upset with the little girl, after all she's seven.  A curious seven year old.  I made it through the rest of the day at school.  Then on my way home I stopped at the store to get a loaf of bread.  Easy enough, right?  Not today.  I got the bread, took it to the counter, pulled out my wallet to pay for it and dropped what seemed like 500 coins all over the ground.  I instantly felt all the eyes on me.  Everyone was staring.  I got teary-eyed and the man behind me picked up all the change for me.  Just by looking at me I think he could tell I was having a rough day.  Thank goodness for nice people.  Luckily, I made it home without any other mishaps.  I think I'll crawl into bed and just stay there for the night.  Hopefully, tomorrow will be a better day. 

Happy 2 Months Paige Jordan!!!

I can't believe two months ago today my sweet baby girl came into my life.  She is and will continue to be the most wonderful blessing.  Although our time with her was short she has forever changed me.  I can only imagine what my life would be like if she was here with me now.  I don't think a morning will go by when I don't wish so badly that I could open her nursery door and she would be there.  Not a night will go by that I don't long to sit in the rocking chair and sing her to sleep.  As hard as it is to come to terms that these things will never be possible I will be forever grateful to my precious angel.  Paige has changed her mommy and daddy so much.  She has taught us more about love and family then we could ever imagine.  Happy 2 months Paige!  We love you!